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Chapter 13: What Is Ours

작가: Terri Clare
last update 게시일: 2026-04-08 17:51:48

FENRIC'S POV

The moment Rhydan said Gadreel’s name, she froze.

I saw the recognition hit. The other monster hunting her.

Whatever color the sun had coaxed into her skin drained away all at once. She went pale—paler than before—and for a moment, she didn’t breathe. Her fear spiked, sharp and sudden. I could smell it in the air—and I knew Brammon and Rhydan could too.

Every instinct in me bristled.

“What are you still standing there for, human?” Rhydan barked.

She flinched like he’d struck her.

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